You will never be able to make a girl wet. The only thing you get to make wet is the cock that has been in places you have never seen or felt. Because...you are a cuckold and cuckolds are pussy free. You will pay to see how pretty and pink my pussy is. Waxed and tight for the real man who gets to stretch me out and pound me. The cock who gets to rub against me and inside of me. Stretching walls and rippling orgasms from deep inside of me. The most you will ever get to stretch out is your mouth. No friggin way."Hey, even if it is a dream, what've I got to lose?" He walked over to examine the impossible levitating cock.It sure looked real. Felt real, too. This was an authentic flesh-and-blood boner hanging there. Kind of resembled his own cock, come to think of it. Funny, though, that looked like writing on its side. Yep, something scrawled on the skin in blue ballpoint ink."This IS your own cock, Roochie boy. You KNOW what to do with it."Roochie was his baby name. No one had called him. 'There's a few fast food restaurantsnearby." No. I don't want to let you go."We stood there in silence, swaying back and forth. I heard her startto hum something."What are you humming?" I asked."A country song I heard on the radio earlier," she said. "A Dan andShay song." She started singing. "And I'm speechless. Somethingsomething something something."We both started laughing."Keep humming," I told her."You sure?" she said. "I have an awful singing voice. It probablyextends to my humming too.". "And she really peed in Aunt Kay's mouth?" Uh huh! She sure did. Gallons of it! And Aunt Kay drank it up!"James laughed. His whole life was changing before his eyes. Some men had mid- life crisis' James was having a mid-life carnival! It was like a dream to him. He expected to awaken in bed at any moment, his hard cock in his hand and a wad on the sheets. This was just too good to be true. He had wanted to try new things with his wife but she had always acted so prudish, almost to the point of.